The sun sets on another day…
It was a beautiful sunset, even though the clouds closed in it was beautiful. Wafts of color prayed the horizon accentuated by deep darkness as clouds rolled in. I was lost in the beauty and I was lost in the feelings around me. I had successes to day and I felt good about life.
Maybe the secret to a happy life isn’t achieving magnificent successes but instead finding a way to enjoy the little ones. Maybe, just maybe, the climb for those high successes could be made on smaller ones and then maybe every one would be a little happier.
I was talking to a random person today and as I did I realized that they were trying to hit a home run. I remember that when I was younger, hitting the home run seemed like the ultimate goal for me. All I had to do was to use the strength that I had obtained from splitting wood all the time and there’s no way I could miss. I used all of this tremendous power that I had and you know what, I missed.
At the time no one had told me that the muscles used for splitting wood are a little different than the muscles used for swinging a bat. I was frustrated, I was angry, I was trying to grow, and I knew I was stronger than just about everybody. I had a bit of inspiration and started trying to hit slow and just watching the ball. I started getting hits and the little softball league I was in, and slowly I built up and was hitting further and further. Occasionally I would try to swing hard and I would miss. Then I would slow down again and hit the ball again and again just right. Eventually one day the ball came to me and I was being overconfident and swung hard and this time I felt it.
There really is nothing like the feeling of hitting a ball correctly and knowing you have done it right. When I did this I suddenly felt good and yes I hit the ball very far. Not out of the park, but right to the fence. I ran my 2 bases and I smiled a little bit knowing that I had built this skill. I took a series of small wins and turned it into a big win, you know what, the small wins were better.
Maybe if we just realized that those small wins help us as much or more than the big wins we could take a step back and be happier. Maybe if we realize that we’re winning we can let go of the negativity and be positive about life. It pretty much seems to work for me.
How about you? You find your way with the small winds or keep swinging for the big one hoping one day to connect? How can you make your life better with that? What is your way to win? I hope you find your way no matter what choice you make.
So as the sun sets on another day, little winds feel good and maybe big wins feel better but a lot of little wins is really impressive. Find your way and remember the small wins all the time, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and hey batter batter….